Come Back to Me

"Tracy..."

He didn't notice his anxiety in his tone.

Her way was blocked by Brody. When Tracy was going to push away Brody who was standing in front of the door, she found that she was so weak that she was held into his arms.

He held her soft hand.

Brody frowned and shouted at her angrily, "can't you speak?"

Looking at her pale and stubborn face, he had some inexplicable feelings in his heart.

His heart trembled with the bleeding hand.

As she caught the subtext of his words, she gave a bitter and beautiful smile and said, "Brody, I don't care about your pity at all."

She tried to withdraw her hand, but it was too soft to lift a little bit of strength.

The porcelain seemed to be getting deeper and deeper.

Brody carefully held up both of her hands to see, which hurt Tracy deeply.

"Ray, fetch a bowl of water and a knife from the kitchen." Turning around, Brody said softly to Ray.

Ray nodded his head obediently.

With his brows furrowed, he bent over to check her palm.

The bloody shredded porcelain was inserted into her flesh.

"Does it hurt?"

Brody looked at Tracy and said.

His tone was a kind of pampering blame.

He seemed to be complaining about her unruly behavior.

He was complaining that she didn't take good care of herself.

"It's none of your business." Tracy said while withdrawing her hands back

She stared at him stubbornly, and her eyes were full of disgust.

"Tracy Don't be so ungrateful! "

He shouted angrily and felt uncomfortable when she looked at him in disgust.

"That's ridiculous."

She turned her head.

After a few seconds, Tracy ran towards the door through Brody's inattention.

"Come here?"

Seeing that Tracy was about to run to the door. Brody pulled a long face.

Then, he grabbed her arm and pulled her inside. At this moment, on the floor of the study, on the ground, Tracy's clothes and even her little face were stained with blood.

Brody's hands were scarlet with blood too. He directly lifted her to his chest when he saw that Tracy was stubbornly glaring at him again.

Pulling the chair aside.

Ray nodded to Brody and walked out quietly when he sent the basin and the knife.

He didn't even cast a glance at Tracy from beginning to end.

However, there was sadness on Tracy's face

Roy was just a kid, but he had already learned how to pretend to be nice to others. The fierceness and coldness of Ray in front of Tracy was in sharp contrast to his obedience in front of Brody.

Ray were

"Ah --"

sharp pain in her palm brought her back to her

because of the pain and she withdrew

by Brody forcibly. "Don't move."

ordered coldly,

order to take the pieces out, he had to

Would hurt.

of Tracy, and his heart

her in such

"No --"

as the point of the knife touched

by the sharp knife, not to mention the knife directly

her hand back, but

blood stained

were full of fear and timidity, and frowned.

"You know it hurts?"

business. You don't have to be sarcastic here. Let

out the last word, she took a leap from the chair to the ground stiffly, her hand

Tracy's hand was dyed red by blood again, Brody lost his

"Have a seat --"

was sort of threatening

more stubborn than

"No --"

shook her head.

at him coldly, "Brody, are

at him

he remembered what he

her to a chair

me to care about you? How Shamless

He snorted.

so furious that he

tie you up

to threaten.

so much and the bleeding had not

dizzy as if she was going

"A little bit painful..."

with

a beat when he saw

pain flashed through

even felt that Tracy was very feeble, but she was still

say anything but

you feel painful, you can shout

down at her. Then he

that, he pointed the sharp knife at the wound on her

her eyes wide open, Tracy stared at the dagger intending to be stabbed into her flesh. She shivered and her heart skipped

of fear rose from

because her own thought was making trouble.

very well that if the knife was to be stabbed into her body, it must be shaken back and forth in her

"Hmm --"

the sharp knife was stuck in her palm, Tracy almost let

teeth, she hummed.

"Clap -"

dripped on Brody's hand and made a

know whether it was her tears or her sweat.

the knife. He was a little hesitant when

didn't want to give up so easily. He gritted her teeth and pierced

lip tightly, while the sharp pain in her palm seemed to affect her whole body.

did feel the knife cutting her body.

of the pain, her whole body

pain, her eyes finally could not help bursting into tears.

were cut and bleeding.

to cry out several times to

"Idiot --"

do anything to her. Annoyed, he stared at the